Saturday, August 16, 2008
The Impropriety of Birds
The fact of the matter is, what's really annoying me is that they're starting to adopt a lazy and unappreciative attitude. Why should they work hard to catch worms if I'm constantly feeding them? I think I've spoiled yet another group of pets. Did I mention how they behave on the feeders? So far, I've tolerated uncensored chirping, public defecation, and bird brawls at all hours, while the children are watching at the windows.
The impropriety of New York birds is unreal, but it certainly makes watching them interesting. I think it's time to impart a little good, old-fashioned Victorian justice and suffering on these wild beasts.
I consider letting Hell Hound hunt and catch them in the yard ... Then I have a better idea. In the spirit of optimism, I give them one last opportunity to redeem their little characters. I post a sign on one of the feeders. Now, we'll see if the gluttony ends.
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